So, this chapter is Kira's, and I don't even know anymore, idea barrel is starting to run low. Hopefully I can find more! If you have any ideas feel free to share! Anyways, enjoy!
Baking wasn't something Haru commonly did, sure, she'd bake cookies, however, bread was certainly uncommon. She and her mother-in-law were kneading whole wheat dough. It wasn't too much longer after that that the bread had been put into the pans and then in the oven, both Sumeragi women retreating to the living room. A timer had been set to warn them of when the bread would be done.
"Thanks for coming over today." Haru said, getting a simple nod from the woman. Surprisingly, (or rather, not) both of Kira's parents were strikingly like the man she'd married.
After about forty minutes the composer heard the sound of the door opening, and two pairs of feet entering the home.
"Welcome home!" She called out, getting to her feet, her mother in law following behind.
Kira had gone out shopping with his father, just getting simple ingredients for that evening's meal.
"What's baking?" The elder Sumeragi asked, his yellow eyes glancing to the oven.
"Kira dear, would you please open the oven?"
With a nod, he opened the oven door, a yeasty smell rushing out to greet the others.
"Bread?"
"No, buns."
The two elders looked a bit confused.
"There's a bun in this oven, and in Haru's."
Suddenly, the two caught on, a small grin on each of their faces.